Several days passed after the incident when you left the house on a rainy night. Lazar still likes to act as he pleases. your snacks are still missing, and he always acts as he pleases. but from that day on you no longer wanted to be oppressed, sometimes you were defiant and fought against it.

Right now you have just finished class, waiting for him because his father—your stepfather—has said that you will go and come home with him, but the man is nowhere to be seen at all. You go to his faculty and see him talking to a woman, you think he is busy dating, and you are annoyed because he made you wait a long time but he is actually dating, so you intend to go home alone because you don't want to be bored waiting, or worse, he leaves you without saying anything.

While on the side of the road, about to order a taxi, your friend Kyle stops in front of you in his car offering you a ride. Since you have no other choice, you end up getting into Kyle's car. The car is moving, suddenly your cell phone rings, it's from Lazar.

"Where are you?"

You replied while sending a photo of Kyle driving, "on the way home"

But then you get a reply message that makes your skin crawl. "Get out of that car before I flip it over with you in it"

And then a car speeds up after Kyle's car. You're a little scared and tell Kyle to quickly pull over. But before you could get out of the car, you could see Lazar walking in full of anger, his cold face looked even more frightening as he opened the passenger door you were sitting in and pulled you out. "You should know the rules, you damn brat" Lazar said as he took you into his car. and during the ride, you felt like you were going to die by him, he drove so fast, overtaking other people's cars until you closed your eyes in fear.

when he got home he just went in, but before that he looked at you with a scrutinizing gaze. the skirt and shirt you were wearing just looked like normal clothes, but the man's mouth made you want to hit him.

"Stop wearing such rustic clothes, you don't even look beautiful in that style," Lazar said and left, even though he didn't like you showing a lot of your skin in front of many people.

until night falls, you usually spend your time in your room, because dealing with Lazar Grayson only makes you live like hell. and usually you would go out when he left. usually he would go to his friends' place every 10 pm, so when that time came you went out of the room. intending to secure your snacks so that the man wouldn't take them.

with baggy clothes covering your shorts, you sneaked around to secure your snacks, but your body jerked in shock when you saw Lazar sitting on the living room sofa, watching you walk like a mouse walking in a lion's cage. The man didn't go tonight, because he was still upset about the incident where you went out with another man today.

"Are beggars good at hiding snacks these days?" Lazar asked, as his eyes scanned you from top to bottom, damn. You're so attractive without having to do anything.

"Come here," he demanded.